Imagine stepping back ten years.

Release the elastic drawstring from the groove of the brown, faux leather cover. Slide the power button to bring life to the device.

In black and white, you see a child sitting under a tree on the electronic reader’s lock screen. The Kindle Version 3.4.2 is familiar and foreign at the same time. You keep wanting to swipe with your finger to make things happen, but when you do, all that appears is a smudge.

Your mind tries to make sense of the jump between then and now. It feels strange and fascinating. Comfortable and uncomfortable. Where have I been and where am I going? Alone and together, with you.

Yesterday, an old Kindle I’d passed on to a family member came home. My sister-in-law hardly used it, preferring the heft of a real book in her hands. I have an inoperable Kindle Fire tucked into the drawer of my nightstand. E-books make my eyes cross when I read them on a phone screen.

So…when I recently downloaded Writer Get Noticed by Coleen Story, Amazon asked which devices I wanted the book sent to and I remembered—I had a first electronic device.

I texted my sister-in-law: Do you still have it? Do you use it? If not, can I have it back?

We’re reunited and getting reacquainted. I have to press a button to turn the page. It’s really no more difficult than swiping, but I’m having to retrain my brain.

I’m stepping forward and backward at the same time.

Any thoughts?

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